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May 2011
Around I spin, each drum beat comes,
The music’s in the air.
My heart beats hard, the sweat runs down,
The room feels hot and clear.
Once to the left, then to the right,
Then backwards I must go.
I step forward, I spin around,
I raise arms in the air.
Faster I spin, faster I step,
The movement fills my soul.
I am the air, I am the sound,
And more I am the Dance.
Bethany Lorekeeper Davis
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